Writing Article: Let Us Try.

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posted by hgfan5602

When will this end?
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality

They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope

When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying سے طرف کی their own hands everyday.

They say this world can change for the better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will

When will love start?
The دن we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away

When will our world change?
The دن we love too much to kill
The دن others' pain is our pain
The دن we act instead of just talking about it

"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
I say, let us try.

CRUSNIC03, RainSoul and 3 others like this

Unknown00 The day when all will unite as one. How long have I dreamed of a future like this... Not just America, the whole world is suffering, everything is crumbling... Having still hope is really admirable...

TheLefteris24 ^ *Sighs*

Portia0623 Great poem. Well done.

CRUSNIC03 Great poem! Love it!:)

The Mile Marker Mystery

posted by dragonsmemory

((This is a true story. It takes place Memorial day. Let's see if آپ can figure out the mystery before I do.))

Red Bank Battlefield, in National Park, is a very peaceful place to be. Especially when you're waiting for West Deptford's annual Memorial دن parade to come marching up Hessian Avenue.

Hessian Avenue dead ends at the Whitall house, which faces away from the river. According to local legend, Anne Whitall, when the war came to Fort Mercer, refused toleave the house, even when part of the roof caved in. At that point, she took her spinning down to the cellar and kept going. After the...

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FLIP

posted by Me_Iz_Here

(Short story I wrote in a few minutes. I have no idea where this came from. ._. And this has no editing یا whatever, I just finished it.)

At first, she would only appear for a تقسیم, الگ کریں second. I would see her turn a corner in the hallways of my house and quickly run to see if anyone was there, only to find nothing. I would catch a glimpse of her in a crowded place, standing still and looking at me. I would see her in my dreams, and whenever she turned up in them, they quickly turned to nightmares. No one else ever seemed to notice her, but I always did. I never کہا anything...

The Girl & The Demon Part 2

posted by PrincessHotEmo

Why should I live,what's with life?He gave me 5 کتابیں I know them so well I know everyone page I could read it with out actually reading it!!!One دن i awoke with a holy bble on my bed.It was from one of the demon's junior demon wives.It had a tag and a note saying"srry for ur troubles hope u havnt read this before lol".The oldest thing is i knew who she was because she was a human like me before the demon turned her into one of his own.Then i thought wait why havnt i been turnd in to a demon yet?Then it hit me! maybe he needs fresh to keep him alive!

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The Path poem I wrote

posted by AuthorForPooh

friends stick by you

The Path
سے طرف کی AuthorForPooh

The bare moment when no one's
there to guide her
feet down the worn path.
She's traveled this path times before,
but آپ are always there
in her way.

آپ scare her with your
harsh words and strong hands,
she runs back every time.
آپ laugh.

What she doesn't realize, is that
we too are on that path.
Her friends.
We pull her to her feet
and push past you.

Because she's never alone.

Im tried of bullying. Its mean. As a friend i will stick سے طرف کی my friends. Help stop bullying!

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A Blood's Tale

posted by DarkGirl23

The sound of laughter echoed in my ears, and the darkness enveloped me in it’s grip of represented death. Existing of nothing, I lay there staring into the blackness, what resembled my soul of utter torment and misery.

I liked it here, despite the dark laughter that echoed in my ears, this dream was comforting. It felt like I belonged, even though I felt like I was being strangled سے طرف کی an invisible force.
Maybe that was a sign that everyone, everything, wanted me gone. So gone I shall become.

I took note of my dreaming, and immediately woke up. I looked at my side table, where the چھری lay. Gripping...

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Fire's Shadow -proluage

posted by snootygirl50701

pheonix

Fire's Shadow -proluage
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" Evergrace,world of belligerence ,we are proud to announce that the queen's child has arrived! Princess Grace! " A tall skinny black suited man shouted over tears from the people screaming of joy.
The man stepped down as king Chase stepped up to the steps ready to speak with his deep voice. His blue eyes splashed across the crowd as his hair slanted to one side.
" with the baby here,I must say God bless to our newcomer. My first child is a beautiful child with weight of 3.31 pounds. She is healthy and...

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Tenchu: A Reborn Art (Chapter 1)

posted by wantadog

Chapter 1
A Tragic Loss

“Bye dad! Bye Jen!”
“You’re not going anywhere mister!” The person yelling was Jennifer Watson, A very kind person. But unfortunately she was also مزید than a little vain. Jennifer’s idea of a good time was dependant on how many parties she could visit before being dragged back home. She also happens to be my sister. Well I say sister; she’s actually my adoptive sister. I was adopted when I was 5 years old after my parents died in a سکینگ accident. “If I have to clean this place up, then آپ are too!”
“But there’s not much left and آپ have everything...

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How Time Changes People

posted by dragonwriter

As time moves آگے it makes me wonder how much can it change a person. یا what it can change. When I look back to my past it gets me thinking abouthow much I have changed over the years. My perosnality to the type of people I am around.

Back when I was younger I had a lot of anger issues. I still do but over time I have been able to control them for the most part. I used to be good at school but that has changed dramatically as well. Now I am on the edge of failing my junior سال of high school. It really does become a growing issue and it seems no matter where I look there is just no way...

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Alyssa~ سے طرف کی GummyBears_11

posted by GummyBears_11

Me & Alyssa three days before she was kidnapped. Alyssa is the one on the bottom.

When I was 13, I heard the worst news ever.
My best friend had been kid-napped, and murdered.

I couldn't believe it.

As a matter of fact, I didn't.

I yelled and screamed. I kicked. I cried and tried to convince myself that it was all a lie.

I finally cracked and admitted it to myself when the news came on.

And they showed her dead body, lying there.

I missed her.

~

Two months later...

There was a knock on the door. I got off my بستر and went to answer it.
It was the detective.

"Miss Johnson?" "Um.. yes?" "We found out who killed Alyssa." I gasped. "Come in!" He stepped inside. "I am only informing...

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-In The Blink Of An Eye- (Chapter 3)

posted by Isabella121797

-Chapter 3-
Goodbyes

I was on the marble steps in front of my high school. My دوستوں were crowded around me and once again we were crying.
This was my final goodbye, my farewell.
We were all huddeled around each other as we took some final photos.
I knew the time had come when my driver pulled up in the black Mercedes.
They promised me they'd visit and facetime me 24/7.
That was a promise I hoped they kept.

I had the window rolled down the whole time as we drived away. I kept waving till they were out of sight, and thats when the tears really started to pour. I slumped against the back نشست and tried...

God's Lost Child 3

posted by StarsGoBlue

Chapter 4: Side Of A Bullet

Nicole had just woken up, and was still half asleep. Her body was cramped up from her sleeping position. Her arms were thrown above her head and her head was turned to the crook of her neck. Nicole rolled her sore body toward her small metal dresser and flung her arms behind her messy head. Nicole made an attempt to roll herself off her bunk, but froze when she heard distant footsteps outside her door.
"Get up!"
Baird kicked in the door to her room, which caught Nicole off guard. She let out a small yelp and tumbled off her bed.
"Mornin', Sunshine! Ready to...

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A lie for better یا worse?

posted by Itachi_lover

Today.
Today was the day.
The دن I was going to find out was he really my older brother?
I met him when I was 8. When both my foster parents died.
He was there trying to make me feel better. He was nice and kind. From that دن on he was always سے طرف کی my side making me slime whenever I was upset.
Some دوستوں of my real parents کہا that I had a brother but they never knew what happened to him. I truly hope that he is my brother. He was 3 years older than me and they say that he was about 3 years older than I was.

I couldn't wait for the blood test to be over.
But what if he really wasn't my brother.
Would...

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Angel Guardian

posted by shenelopefan

Dejé mi corazón abierto. Pero tú no entendiste. No viste lo que en realidad ha sucedido. Quise explicártelo pero sabía que no entenderías. Me considerarías demente, loca, pensarías que he perdido la cabeza. Que la he perdido por ti.

No puedo decir que la perdí completamente, pero puedo contarte lo que he perdido por ti. Ahora soy normal y detesto ser de esta forma. No puedo volar si soy esto, sólo estoy encadenada a ti, por un vínculo que ni tú ni yo hemos podido decidir.

Pero no voy a quejarme de estar ligada a ti. He aprendido a aceptarlo. He aprendido a vivir. Todo gracias a ti....

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Te espero

posted by shenelopefan

Para todos aquellos que hablen español o lo entiendan, aquí les dejo un poema que escribi hace mucho tiempo ya

Nunca había visto caer la lluvia así

Sólo cae

Mientras tú vuelves a casa

La lluvia cae

Pasaron tres horas sin tu regreso

Aún te espero en la puerta

No busco la lluvia

Espero tu vuelta

Pasaron quince کے, سفرجل años

Te sigo esperando afuera

Aun contengo tu sonrisa

Esperando que llueva

Pero ahora es muy tarde

La lluvia ha cesado

Y aun espero tu llegada

Sigo esperando tu mirada

Chapter One of 'Bloody Arrow'

posted by Dhampires

I was back at the covent and in Mai's office waiting for her to give me my pay."Like always آپ gets the job done in no time.I'll have to start giving آپ a raise my dear.After all I can't afford to lose آپ can a I?"She prasied me as she went into her محفوظ retrieving a small sack of سونا coins.I smiled and کہا "No need to rasie my pay,I make enough and I'll never leave so long as آپ keep feeding me information like آپ promised." she sighed and turned with the سونا and a package of papers "Of course that's the purpose on why your here." I eyed the papers then shifted my gaze toward her."Yes...

The Stolen ~ Chapter 4

posted by Kimi4312

Chapter 4: Never Meant To Be.
After Roxana and Abe met once again, Roxana sat in her chair reading a book, until her phone rang, she reached to a میز, جدول besides her chair and sees it was a unknown number, she answered it "Who's this?" Roxana asked "It's me, the bastard that arrested you" Abe said, Roxana chuckled at Abe's تبصرہ to her "Well how آپ got this number then police officer?" Roxana کہا with a flirty but playful tone in her voice Abe laughed at the tone of Roxana's voice "Well, I know we don't personally know each other but....I was wondering if آپ like to go out to town with me...

The Stolen ~ Chapter 2

posted by Kimi4312

Chapter 2: I'm Breathless.
At night after Roxana was arrested, Abe lays there in his bed, while the moon shines through his large window and onto his bed, he tosses his body from left to right and couldn't sleep, all he had been thinking about was Roxana, about her beautiful seductive but innocent young face and her لیموں, چونے green eyes, Abe snatches his head as he tries to sleep but everytime he closes his eyes, all he sees is Roxana's face but then he falls asleep, then he begins dreaming, that he was in Roxana's apartment, he looks around to understand why he is in her house, then he sees Roxana...

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Boxes (feedback is greatly appreciated)

posted by ballaholic

He woke up with a jump.

Dammit. Not again.

He had been dreaming about her. It happened every time he thought he was getting better. It seemed like she didn’t want to be forgotten. She kept finding her way into his mind. He sat up in the dark, shaking. He knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep in the بستر for a while again. Too many memories there. Too many thoughts of her wrapped around him under the covers. He couldn’t handle it. Once she got into his head, it took weeks for him to drive her out again.

He went out into the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ and got some water. Then he stared at his reflection in the window...

Metting: a shinigami story.

posted by animefangirlz

I was 13 when i had my first love.not my first boyfriend but someone i actually loved.

My name is Elisabeth Maddison,but everyone calls me "shinigami" it means " god of death",for my 13th birthday my older cousin Geettto took me to his gig.He plays lead گٹار and vocals for their band. He kept telling me how much they kick butt and all the battle of the bands they won. I just kept walking in the rain as it poured down flooding the sky. We got to the place,it was an old former shed for shipping trucks. The small factory behind it turned into a موسیقی store.They give local...

My Dream2

posted by coriann

The house lights were on bright. It was a lonely brick house, brownish cream and had a red galvenise roof. there was a square arch around the front door. It was big and had a light and a bench on the side. I walked up the one step to the open door. The boy had already run inside. Contrary to the arch, the inside of the house was black and dim and full of decor and dim lights. I should have noticed from looking at the glass louvers.
I saw a Muslim lady in مالٹا, نارنگی on the phone. She was fair (light brown) and thick. The مالٹا, نارنگی sari was high up over her knees. "Mam, Mam"
She was laughing, but she...